Lyrics

You fighters flow weak, weaker than Monaka I'm Ultra Instinct Goku you looking like Yamcha My pockets is heavy, heavy like Ehonda Hit you with that static shock like Blanka Have it my way feeling like Sinatra Hitter I'm the real you are Black you're an imposter High up in the sky like my name Kami King Kai Spirit Bomb got me feeling Godly And I eat Whole Foods Ultra instinct Goku Hitters think they know you this ain't beef it is tofu All my hitters Gucci hit it raw sushi When I dropped Jiren they was like damn who he Super Saiyan God i ain't one for the games You flames without the F all you haters lame Brock Lesner suplex all I bring is pain Lebron James stats you know its Hall of Fame I'm down for the beef but my pockets vegan Here to murk em all its ultra instinct season When you are the best you don't need a reason I got the ten tails man that means that I'm beasting Kamehamha bullets leave your squad leaking Here to murk em all man its ultra instinct season And I see my haters yea they still creeping Ima murk em all man its ultra instinct season Sipping on some sake I'm the new hokage Plotting my revenge got me feeling like sasuke On the Kawasaki ladies call me papi Bad blasian joint from Harlem & Nagasaki Hitters please believe me these chicks will do you greasy But my girl a queen from day one she chi chi And she got some chi chis slide up in her easy Do it for the gram why cause the gram need me Brother I'm the goat why they think I'm playin I freeze a hater when I turn super Saiyan I'm the new drake o with a Draco My power level is Broly I'll stomp you in your face bro Caeser of this rap... man you can't fade us And I got gorillas that make sure you pay us Man they go King Kong Back and forth ping pong Beat the water out your faucet then you get banged on I'm down for the beef but my pockets vegan I'm here to murk em all its ultra instinct season When you are the best you don't need a reason I got the ten tails man that means that I'm beasting Kamehamha bullets leave your squad leaking Here to murk em all its ultra instinct season And I see my haters yea they still creeping Ima murk em all its ultra instinct season Yooo I just got to let this one rock out man like JYJWLZ my mans from City Tech Murked this joint son This joint is hard Ima just let this rock
Writer(s): David Batiste Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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